Thursday, July 3, 2008

I couldn't help but post a link at Kari's post from yesterday. It was the funniest thing I have read or seen in a while. And to think...I could have ordered a new one a long time ago. Thanks for the laugh, Kari!

Wednesday, July 2, 2008

So I was up at 7 this morning, sorting laundry, reading email, planning dinner and trying to remember when I have to go to work. My house seems to be in a permanent state of disarray these past few weeks and I can't stand it. The time has come to get organized, get efficient and get busy. So I thought to myself this morning: Daphne, (that's what I call myself) this would make a good entry for your blog! I was away for so long and I want to get back in touch with my friends. So I put off cleaning and cooking this morning to blog. WTH?

I've reviewed my check list. Laundry, started. Dishwasher, running. Dinner, planned (German-style sweet and sour ribs for my hubby.) Carpets, dirty. Floors, sticky. Furniture, dusty. Clutter, laying around. AAAGGH! When I wasn't working outside of the home I was definitely working INSIDE of the home. Now I don't seem to be. I can't find that happy medium where I manage to balance all of my priorities. By the time I get home from work (normally around 6) I managed to cook dinner and then I crash. Those babies wear me out!

Sunday, June 29, 2008

There are a few things I have come to realize over the past few days, years, hours. And in no particular order he we go:

* I love listening to thunderstorms but I hate the rain.* Kenny holds my hand so often that when he's not around to do so, I don't know what to do with them.* I miss my Nunnie more than words can express.* I have lazy cats.* My father is the cutest guy I know (no offense, Kenny.)* I spend way too much time 'googling' things.* The world was not made for short people.* Ice cream should have it's own food group.* I don't know everything.* My mom is usually right.* I could never have a modern-styled home.* I love nuts and raisins but not in anything.* I have useless information stuck in my head.* There is nothing greater than the love of family.* I should have lived in the 50s.* Laughing is good for the soul.* I need to read more.* I definitely need more patience.* When people tell me I'm nuts, they're probably right.* My God is an awesome God.

Friday, June 27, 2008

They say the pathway to hell is paved with good intentions. I had every intention to start blogging again. Then 'this' happened one morning. And then 'that' happened one evening.

But anyway...I'm slowly getting accustomed to our new arrangements around here. Kenny started a new position at work which should ease our financial burdens. But it's a steady night turn position. I HATE night turn. It wouldn't be that bad if he worked the "4, 10's" (like the job is scheduled) but he works 11 hours every day and it's never just four days. Last week he work 6 days straight. And this week he went out on Sunday night and will work through next Thursday morning. Yep! That's 12 days straight. I could deal with it if he had the weekends off. But that rarely happens.

I seriously went through the five stages of grief. I told him that money doesn't mean that much to me. We're doing ok. He felt otherwise. I said I didn't get married to sleep alone, damn it - he said it won't always be like this. I said I would try to get more hours at work. He said he doesn't want me to have to work at all. I cried for days (and in front of him.) He would hug me and tell things are going to be better. Finally, when none of that worked - I just accepted it. In order for him to "make a name for himself" out there, he had to take this job. And as much as I hate to admit it, everyone on the maintenance crew (the highest paying job in the yard) was on night turn at one time or another. So, I have to do what my mother says: Suck it up, be a supportive wife and stop making him feel guilty for trying to better our situation. But there is a bright side to all of this. When he still worked at Veka he would be on daylight for two weeks and night turn for two weeks. And I hated it! I never saw him. By the time he got home in the morning I had already left for work. He would get up just in time to eat dinner and then leave again. But now, I can see him in the morning for a few hours. And he gets up about 2 hours before leaving at night. So I can see him then too. It still sucks. But at least it's better than before. And the extra money means we can go to my sister's in August!!!!!

Now on to more fun updates. The boys are in Ohio this weekend preparing to walk their mom down the aisle! Since my cousin is getting married here in PA on the same day, I can't be there. But it's being videotaped and I can watch that. I'm so proud of them. I'm proud of Kerry. And I couldn't be happier for her and Greg. The boys get along fantastically with Greg and with his kids. Things are looking up everywhere!!

And knowing that all good things come from Above - I praise the Lord and His infinite wisdom in knowing what's best for us and our family. And I marvel at His timing. Clearly, His plan is far better than mine.

My plans for tonight - visiting everyone and staying for a cuppa! Much love to each and everyone of you!

Monday, May 26, 2008

Good Morning to all my blogging friends of heart! This Memorial Day reminds me of those I have loved and lost. And even though my loss of blogging friends is my own fault...I do miss you all. I want to pay the highest tribute to those who put their lives on the line to protect our blessed freedom. I think of my father who joined the Army before they drafted him. I think of my uncle who served in Vietnam. And my cousin who fought in the first Gulf War; another cousin who was serving on the USS Nimitz in 1988 when a fire broke out on the ship. We were blessed during their time of service and no one gave his life.

But Memorial Day, to me, is for more than remembering the men and women who served in the Armed Forces.

I remember my Nunnie whom I miss dearly. She was my first best friend. I learned how to cook watching her in her kitchen. I wish my husband and children could have known her. They would have loved her just as I did, just as everyone who ever knew her. She was a saint on earth and my heart aches for the day I can hug her again.

I remember Nancy Jane, my other mother. Nancy was Holly's mom and she kept me in line just as my own mother does. I had more coffee at her table than any other, talked more gossip and laughed big-bellied laughs when she was around. She died on my father's birthday 3 years ago and I still talk to her when I make my first cup of coffee in the morning.

I remember my Grandma. A strong Irish woman whom I see every time I'm around my sister. From her hands to her work ethic her spirit is embodied in Carrie and I thank God for that. When I see my sister furiously cleaning her floors - I see my Grandma.

I remember my Paps. The two were as different any two could be with one exception: their love for their families. One was easy-going and one as tough as nails (not to me, of course.) I think that God knew what he was doing when he gave them their spouses. My grandmothers balanced out their personalities and I kinda like to think that's what He had in mind when he gave me Kenny.

And even though I never met Kenny's dad (he died when Kenny was 7) I remember him today. He served in Vietnam and was pretty easy going. I think Kenny got his temperament from him. And I'm pretty sure he would have liked me. I hope so anyway...

May you all have a memorable Memorial Day keeping your loved ones close to your heart.

Blessing of the day: I blessed because I come from a long line of heroes in my heart!

Etsy Shop Grand Opening

Bless this stack of dishes;they have a tale to tell;while others are going hungry,we are eating very well.With home and health and happiness,we shouldn't want to fuss;for by this stack of dishes,God has been very good to us.

Father,thank you for the hope that is coming in a manger. Please help me Father, to use this time for renewal and rebirth within my own soul. I pray that the stresses of the world don't penetrate my heart and cloud the beauty and mystery which is the birth of YOUR SON.Help me Father to filter out the stresses that sometimes these wonderful, hope filled days bring, and instead help me to hear and see all that is YOU.I place all of my burdens and stresses at the foot of the cross, knowing that it is in You and Your Son where I will find perfect peace...Thank you Father, for the gift of Your Son.

About Me

Benvenuto Amici (Welcome Friends)
Thank you for visiting Nunnie's Attic. We are Margie and Julie Greco, of western Pennsylvania. We hail from the small town of New Brighton just about 40 miles north of Pittsburgh. We co-own Nunnie's Attic, Inc which is a web-based business for home decor. If you have a minute please check out website. We'd love to get any feedback from you. Just drop us an email at welcomehome@zoominternet.net.
Till the next time, Vive Bene, Spesso Lamore, Dirisata Molto
"Live well, laugh often, love much."